David P. Madge
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Rider On The Winds Of Time
I haven't been young since an age of man,
When the songs of elves were heard in the land.
I heard the last dragon's final lament,
And was there when Rome's first legions were sent.
I remember the horse and the sacking of Troy,
I looked on as Goliath lay dead by a boy.
I sat with a crowd as they watched and heard,
A young man, the Great Teacher and hung on each word.
I saw Viking Long ships from over the sea,
And wept laying Arthur at old Glastonbury.
At Hastings England's King felled by an arrow,
Under Normandy rule I witnessed their sorrow.